The stars weep with the joy of our consuming fire
caressed by the fevered touch of our passions.
We slow dance with the Moon of our desire
letting our passions flow, rise and reach higher.

We take our forever and give it brand new wings,
let our hearts be lifted up and flown to
our private destination in the oasis of endlessness,
a secret island where fire dances over raptured joy.

We listen to the heartbeat of our radiant universe
as we drift toward the moments of forever us.
We have given each other the golden keys
to unlock those shut doors of what was our before.

We toss our leftover tears into the well of the past
and hold each other through the endless nights of evermore.
We hold onto a promise that our souls have made
to keep precious memories; yet always be open to the new.
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